Chapter 290： Poor and sour internet celebrity masquerading as a rich second generation 20 ┃ Zhuang·Cookie·Li (1/2)

Zhuang Li sat in front of the bar and flipped through the recipes. Lin Caixiu walked over and asked with a smile, "Zhuang Li, how did you and Xi Ming know each other?"

"I met on a date today." Zhuang Li stared at the picture of roast beef brisket with potatoes for a long time.

"Why did Xi Ming fall in love with you at first sight? Can you tell me?" Lin Caixiu frowned and asked about gossip.

Zhuang Li smiled lightly and did not answer.

Sitting in the living room, Meng Lan pricked up her ears and listened intently. Her system is urging her to learn from Zhuang Li.

"This F-boy has no skills, but the number of segments for attacking a man is very high! Your tricks are completely unattractive in front of him, too low-level." The system said cautiously: "I suggest that you imitate him more in your life, Xi Jinping. Ming likes this one very much. Men like small wild cats that are difficult to control, you know? And you are too unchallenging for Xi Ming.”

Meng Lan gritted her teeth and did not dare to refute the system.

At this moment, Xi Ming went downstairs. He took off his suit and put on a set of casual clothes. Meng Lan's eyes were hot with his tall and strong figure.

He was rolling up his sleeves as he walked, with a pleasant smile on his face, but for some reason, his ears were slightly red.

Seeing the little curly hair flipping through the recipe, he naturally walked over, rubbed the other person's head, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it?"

Lin Caixiu immediately waved: "You guys are busy, I'm going to watch TV."

She ran away in a hurry.

Wan Anni and Yi Jiangnan came back from outside the villa, opened the refrigerator and took two bottles of mineral water, waved to Zhuang Li and Xi Ming, and walked away laughing and talking.

Zhuang Li showed Xi Ming the picture of braised beef brisket with potatoes, "I want to eat this."

"anything else?"

"And this, this, this, this." Zhuang Li opened many recipes in succession.

After Xi Ming read them one by one, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make these dishes tonight."

"Do you want me to help?" Zhuang Li asked, but he lay lazily on the bar and had no plans to enter the kitchen at all.

"No, just sit and watch." Xi Ming took out an apple from the refrigerator, washed it and handed it over: "Eat it."

Zhuang Li took a bite of the apple and asked, "Do you know how to do any housework? Cooking, laundry, cleaning?"

Xi Ming took out a handful of celery and removed the leaves, nodded and said, "Yes, I can do any housework."

Zhuang Li chuckled lightly: "Then you have finished all the housework, what am I doing?"

This sentence evoked Xi Ming's imagination about the future life. He quickly glanced at the little curly hair and said, "You are in charge of the command, and I will do whatever you ask me to do." The words fell carefully and added: "Is this good?"

The little curly hair is too bad, he always likes to say something true and false, and he has to always confirm the person's intentions.

Zhuang Li supported his forehead with a chuckle, but refused to answer directly.

Xi Ming took a deep breath and asked again, "Is this a good division of labor?"

7480 shook his head and sighed: "You lose your power and humiliate the country! The gods are simply a disgrace to men!"

Zhuang Li covered his lips and denied, "Not good."

Xi Ming tightened his heartstrings and said in an uneasy tone, "What's wrong? You say, I'll change it."

Zhuang Li stood up on the platform, slowly approached Xi Ming, and whispered in his ear: "You are responsible for the work, and I am responsible for the sweetness, is this okay?"

Xi Ming asked, "How sweet?"

Zhuang Li quickly kissed his cheek, then sat back, holding his cheeks and smiling: "It's so sweet."

Xi Ming: "..."

In front of the camera, he really wanted to appear calm and airy, but he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and the flying mood was woven into a happy song in his mind.

The little curly hair really didn't lie, he was really sweet.

Xi Ming threw away the celery in his hand, turned his back, touched his hot cheeks, and smiled silently and happily.

Zhuang Li also covered his lips and squinted and smiled.

Wan Anni secretly observed the two while chatting with Yi Jiangnan. Seeing this scene, she immediately supported her forehead and let out a weak moan. Omg, this couple is so sweet, she needs insulin!

At this moment, Meng Lan tidied up her skirt, walked over with small timid steps, and said hesitantly, "That, Xi Ming, I want to apologize to you."

Xi Ming turned around with a serious expression on his face. The smile on Zhuang Li's lips also disappeared in an instant. Both of them are masters of face-changing.

The cold air hit her face, making Meng Lan panic in her heart.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have touched your sadness just now. I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to target you. I was just talking in a hurry, and I just talked about it for some reason." Meng Lan was slightly excited. He said: "I often forward the news of your competition. I have been a fan of you for eight years. I really like you. I remember that you played in City C once, and I also went to the scene-"

"I accept your apology, you can go." Xi Ming interrupted her eloquent speech.

Meng Lan is stuck.

She stood stiffly for a while before asking cautiously, "Really? Are you really not angry?"

"Really." Xi Ming picked vegetables without raising his head.

If it is an ordinary man, in order to maintain his demeanor in front of the audience, he will definitely explain; I am not angry, I just think there is something wrong with you, I will point it out to you, everyone gets along well balabalabala...

But Xi Ming wouldn't, he didn't even bother to talk to Meng Lan.

Meng Lan patted her plump **** while she was relieved, as if she had been granted amnesty. She has the face of an angel, the figure of a devil, and she leans over gracefully with a touch of perfume. There is no man who will not be attracted to her.

But Xi Ming didn't even look at her directly. When she got closer, Xi Ming took a few steps back, always keeping a certain distance.

Meng Lan rolled her eyes, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Xi Ming, let me help you wash the dishes, you seem to be too busy alone."

Seeing this scene, Wan Anni and Lin Caixiu who were sitting in the living room looked at each other with a look of contempt on their faces.